Welcome back bad photography fans!
Hmm...maybe I should re-word that. Like, "Welcome back fans of bad photography!" That would be more clear right? Otherwise you might think I was calling you both bad AND a photography fan. And I wouldn't want to be confusing.
Right. So. Alternate titles to this post anyone? How about:
"Does your camera enhance the yellow or are you shooting through lemon pie?"
"Getting the knack of catching people with strange looks on their faces."
"Can you find the focusing point?"
The terrible pictures didn't stop at the coast. I took terrible photos all through this Oregon trip. It was as if I forgot how to use my camera.
On to round 2!
I'll begin with two decent shots. These were taken inside at a wine tasting room. They're still a bit dark and yellow, but they're passable for a family photo album.
First we have my Dad and Preston.
Wait, did I say TWO decent shots? I meant ONE decent shot and another shot where we get to see how chubby Tracie is getting.
Winter = Food = Hibernation = Chubby.
Now go away.
Good God. With those cheeks you would think my brothers' names are Alvin, Simon, and Theodore.
What's that? You're surprised to see me at a wine tasting room? You're new around here aren't you...
On to my cousin's wedding rehearsal. The church LOOKED well lit at first glance...but I quickly discovered one had to be very near to a window to get any usable light.
And here is our first instance of "Find The Spot Tracie Is Focusing On". The danger of the lens I was using is when I have the aperture open all the way, the depth of field is SOOO thin. So, even though Ron is in focus (Hi Ron!) Tate is not.
Say hello to my Uncle Bob.
What's the matter Uncle Bob? You look...uncomfortable. Oh! You're just trying to figure out why I'm shooting through a lemon pie aren't you? Although, I think in this case it's a lemon
raspberry pie.
Our final shot from the rehearsal is one of Julie and her Dad practicing their walk down the aisle.
It's actually kinda sweet...
And this final group of photos feature my mom and some of her friends. Let's take a look and see if you can figure out what they're doing.
Figure it out yet? No, it's not bridge. Or bingo.
This is my Mom and an old friend. Wait...not "old". A friend that's been a friend for a long time. Sorry Joel. Apparently my grammar is confusing today.
Hey Mom...what conspiracy are you cooking up here? You really should stop talking behind peoples' backs.
(is that punctuation even close to being correct??)
So have you figured it out yet? Will this help?
If you guessed anything other than square dancing...well, I can't help you.
That's right. My mother square dances. And these are a few of her friends that square dance with her.
Don't they look like they're having fun?
She'll likely kill me for posting these photos.
I don't see why though. Aren't they cute?!
Hi Mom! I'm glad you don't read this unless I tell you to!
And I'm certainly not going to tell you
at least until after Christmas.
Look out! The paparazzi has been caught!
(Is paparazzi the plural form of something? Like paparaz or paparazza? Is there a singular form of the word to indicate only ONE crazed and annoying photographer?)
I had to run away at this point. Old people don't like their picture taken.
Did I just say that out loud?
Kidding Mom! (and all you crazy square dancin' folk) See why I'm not telling you about this until after Christmas? I don't want coal!
So, did I successfully distract you from how bad those pictures actually were? I tried. Though, looking at all of those yellow pictures makes me want some lemon pie now.
Stay tuned (if you dare) for Oregon - Part 3!
AKA "The only halfway decent photos from the Oregon trip so it'll be a short post cause there weren't that many."
